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Love or Lie
You have lied to make me feel special,
I don't need your tainted charm,
Your contaminated feelings
Bring emotional harm !!
I am afraid of emptiness,
Our friendship no longer true
But I wonder if i can stand alone
Without thinking about you.
Disease of your affection is spreading like plague,
Your beauty like a virus attacking violently.
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Saturday 26th October 2013 3:36 am
The Train Girl:A Meeting or Coincidence
In a dry morning once ever
The poem will remind it later,
In a journey,a girl i had met
Don’t know why i became so tempted,
To dedicate a poem over her
Who was an unknwon passenger !!
I was seated near the window in a coach
She came searching a window in same coach,
Short heighted she was with slim body
I had ever seen such a silent lady,
With red and black she was pro...
Thursday 17th October 2013 2:53 am
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